Ceiling Fan Blade Dragonfly Novels & Stories

I noticed a hint of sadness on his voice. “I’m sorry hyung. I just want to enjoy my homecoming. I know that in the following days, I will be busy again.” I said turning serious. “You almost ruin a special occasion tonight Black Dragon. Wanna tell me what happened?” he answered turning serious too. “Yes, sir.” I just said. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 3RD PERSON Four watches alarmed at the same time as their owners rushed their hands to stop it. One of them left the frying fan ordering his assistant to take over. He entered at the pantry, opened one of the cabinets and stepped inside. Upon closing the door, a humming can be heard inside.

They were almost just as large as the dragon itself, stretching over thirty feet. Viper might have been talking to them because they glided past her and slithered towards the dragon where they quickly began to circle around it, swirling in alternating directions. Lightning zapped at the dragon as they did so, spinning around the dragon so fast, Viper must have spotted them form the Yin and Yang symbol.

The prince quickly went out of the way, as well as his consorts. Dorin lifted a hand, guided the flame, and helped bore a hole through the thick wall. “Okay, what do you want?” Dorin asked as soon as the hole reached the other side. “Is that a dragon?” Xander cried excitedly, “That’s a dragon, right? That’s a golden breasted Czar dragon! It’s been extinct for centuries!” “Hey, you haven’t answered our question...” said Johan sounding pissed. “We felt some kind of commotion coming from up stairs and decided to check things out when no one came to the door I decided to blast it open to make sure you guys were okay can I see the dragon now?!” Xander said in one breath.

While Jocey uses her pixie dust to grow up giant twigs which wrap around the dragon's body making it unable to move. “Great teamwork guys. Now for what needs to be done.” Elena said bringing out the angel's blade to slash on the dragon but she noticed the dragon made a painful growl as it opened and closed its eyes in pain. She sees a thorn stuck in the dragon's wings and carefully pulls it out. She then frees the dragon and drops the blade down. She remembers the dragon's eggs she was told to give to a dragon. “Sorry dragon. We didn't know you were in pain. Here I guess this belongs to you.” Elena said, giving the eggs to the dragon.

“She’s still alive.” About ten seconds later than I should have shut my trap, that’s when shit gets unreal. White hot and glowing with Darby’s anger, a double pair of dragonfly lace actual wings erupt from her shoulders with a static snap. She’s not even moving them and convection is lifting her feet of the floor, her long loose hair standing out and writhing about her head with heat and static. The wind is swirling around in the kitchen, so hard lighter things are crashing to the floor, or floating around in it and the house feels like it’s shaking. Something vast and violent is uncoiling vengefully around us, filling up the empty spaces of small house.

“Ugh! Why can't I sleep?” I murmured. Sleep refused to come that night. I sat alone on the palace balcony with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders while the cold air moved softly through the halls behind me. The palace was quieter at this hour, though distant voices still echoed somewhere far below. Above the mountains, dragon riders crossed the night sky. Tiny lights moved through the darkness as dragons flew in slow circles around the kingdom. Their wings cut through the clouds while the riders guided them carefully through the air.

Celea said while looking at Draco with her scary golden eyes * gulp* Draco got scared so he nodded and ate the vegetables Celea put a smirk on her face " good boy" *** *sight* " you morons!" Celea was screaming at 7 years olds Azar and Draco who had shifted into their dragon form " Do you have an identify crises? do you think you are some mosquitos? go fly outside not in the house" exclaimed Celea while looking up at them " oh I see how it is, you are choosing the harsh way" Celea now was smiling mischievously wich gave the boys goosebumps Celea opens the window with her telekinesis than looks at the two troublemakers, mischive never letting her face and she than threw them out the window al

I remember him from my first night—he was among the first to return to his drink after my dramatic entrance. The ceiling above draws my attention as I fill my plate. Intricate dragon scales have been carved into the wooden beams, each one catching the morning light at a slightly different angle. The effect creates an illusion of movement, as if a massive dragon rests above us, breathing slowly in sleep. Unlike the carved dragons in the Great Hall, these have no crystal eyes, yet I can't shake the feeling of being observed, evaluated.

It had been a long time since he had felt this happy, his cheerful mood made his appearance a lot more gentle than usual. The window was opened, and inside could be seen a stunning silver butterfly making its way in. Its body was covered in chalk dust, which sparkled and fluttered in time to the beat of its wings; while it was in the air, it wobbled a few times before softly landing in Drake's hand. This silver butterfly appears to be quite close to Drake, as evidenced by the fact that it is actively flapping its wings in response to the presence of Drake. Drake began by petting the silver butterfly before asking it a question.

Jaybie and Lune watched their mother take Shay away in the car at the door. Suddenly, Lune stretched sideways and said to Jaybie, "Brother, let's go over to the vine wall to catch dragonflies?" There was a wall in the community, which was covered with various vines. In the early summer evening, many dragonflies flew around there. Jaybie replied with a smile. "Okay, we have to wear mosquito-proof pants and get a net.” The two children entered the house, "fully armed" against mosquitoes, and then walked out of the courtyard with catching nets on their shoulders.